Here I have dwelt, 'their I once against was br gone where, there some have all gone before br from whence have I returned, I make my claim. br br She is as I, have said, is love saith he br and breath once as sweet as the apple br the meat from the sea and open lips fair br once was the wind in my sail, her hewn horn br of my good hope, returned to she, unfulfilled. br br Coming, 'I come again, as wants made will br speaking too her, br I will speak, she may then speak, your home br and my will made of good, br will she serve, deep the well as you, 'I have, willed. br br Speaking, we speak of her, of course, I come.